Sent Our Dog Home Today

Room mates just got back. He's gone... God speed Shilo, buddy.

Last Edited by BaddaBing!! on 11/01/2010 02:46 PM

So sorry.
I remember my German Shepard too....same problem with displasia. He couldn't even move anymore.

....never forgotten.

Thank you.

He is 12.5years old. In a German Shepard... That's friggen old. 200lb German Shepard Police Dog. A Working dog. His displasia and a broken shoulder from years ago is not a fun thing to have to endure when you are a dog.

He was suffering. Today... We sent him home. As I speak, he is being prepped.

Good luck, Shilo, buddy. I love you. I'll see you on the other side. Save a spot for me, ok, buddy?

Peace, my friend.

 Quoting: BaddaBing!!

Oh, so very sorry. I know you will miss him. Our pets are family.

Yes, you will see him and all others that blended electromagnetic and electrostatic fields with during your lifespan recording period.

It's your responsibility that when you cross over to the other side to take them with you through the Door. Love establishes the bridging mechanics (so does hate)


That is IF you have recorded the Door yourself.

Thank you.

I'm so sorry. Growing up I too had a German Shep named Shilo! Poor guy. I know just how you feel. I had to put my cat to sleep last Thursday, she was 15 and her name was Freeway. I rescued her from, you guessed it...the freeway.

Awwww. =) Well, maybe they will all be hanging out together like we do here... You know... entanglement... =)

I came home and hugged my doggy extra hard just now.

Oh....now you made me cry.
So many tears world wide for one dog.
They all go to heaven you know.
They don't even have to try.

I had to take my dog to the vets today, he'd hurt his paw.
The vet said 'I have to put him down'
I said 'what? for a bad paw?'
he said 'no; hes just heavy'

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...

really? nobody? sheesh

that was nice of you. sorry for your loss.

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George Graham Vest (1830-1904) served as U.S. Senator from Missouri from 1879 to 1903 and became one of the leading orators and debaters of his time. This delightful speech is from an earlier period in his life when he practiced law in a small Missouri town. It was given in court while representing a man who sued another for the killing of his dog. During the trial, Vest ignored the testimony, and when his turn came to present a summation to the jury, he made the following speech and won the case.



Gentlemen of the Jury: The best friend a man has in the world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son or daughter that he has reared with loving care may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and our good name may become traitors to their faith. The money that a man has, he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it most. A man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees to do us honor when success is with us, may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our heads.

The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous is his dog. A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer. He will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounters with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wings, and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.

If fortune drives the master forth, an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him, to guard him against danger, to fight against his enemies. And when the last scene of all comes, and death takes his master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by the graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad, but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even in death.

George Graham Vest - c. 1855

Sorry to hear that Badda :(

He won't hurt anymore though

*hugs*

One of our German Wirehairs is almost 13. My husband took him hunting Sunday and he ran like a son of a gun for 1/2 hour and then they put him in the truck and hunted the young dog. I know that one of these days he's going to go out and not come back. Sorry about your dog....the old ones are always have a special place with us.

I'm so sorry, you will see again though, I can't imagine an afterlife without our wonderful canine friends.

God bless and watch over dear Shilo and his owners. Animals are wonderful creatures and dogs are truly "man's best friend" . Rest in peace, sweet Shilo...

Beautiful! It made me cry.
I'm sorry about your dog, but you did the right thing by not letting him suffer, OP. I believe you'll see him again someday.

It is YOU that brings them over. Just as we have the One that brings us over. It's all in the chain of command.

Rest in peace Shilo.

Tell Tasha I think about her all the time.

Shilo have fun with all the other doggies who are loved as much as you.

Tell Grunt to share a bone with you. I know he will.

Rest in Peace.

We had to do the same thing back in July with our 11 y/o lab. She was in bad shape. I'm sorry for the loss of your friend

I have dozens of fur babies waiting for me at Rainbow Bridge, its going to be quite a reunion.

So very sorry for your loss. I hope you can find comfort in happier memories of time well spent.

Sorry BB !

I am so sorry for your loss.

The hardest part of having a pet is knowing that someday, no matter how well we take care of them, we won't have them anymore.

For Boots, Whistle, Greta, Sheba, Sybil, Mischa, Dusty, Bear, Buzz, Ghost, Bo(!), Buster, Zeus and so many others.

For those I have now and those yet to come. Now I have to go take the big guy for a walk.